Ch175 - I’ll take the little cutie out to play if he doesn’t want him (1/2)
13.4 – I’ll take the little cutie out to play if he doesn’t want him
translator: xiin
editor: alamerysl
The Empire was the ruler of the entire Milky Way Galaxy, and there were several centers of power within the Empire.
The Royal Family was the core of the Empire. The animal form of the beastmen from the Royal Family was that of the unique milky way dragon unmatched in the galaxy. Legend had it that at the critical point in the galaxy’s survival and death, the milky way dragon clan came into being. They led the beastmen to counter-attack, wiping out the enemies outside of the galaxy. After many years of expansion, they established the Milky Way Galaxy’s position in the universe and led the beastmen to glory, allowing people to lead their lives happily now.
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Therefore, the milky way dragon was the core of the Milky Way Galaxy. The regime had changed many times, but the Royal Family had never stepped down from the stage. Their animal form was the most powerful out of all the animals that existed in the records of history, and it was because of their existence that the Milky Way Galaxy could stand firm in the universe and not be gobbled up by other races.
There were three major forces under the Royal Family. One was the Military Headquarters, which controlled the army and held one third of the power in the Empire. They had forces spread all throughout the Empire, and the policemen that supplied oversight also fell under their jurisdiction. The second force was the Parliament, which was led by the Speaker of Parliament. Most of government affairs were handled here, but their real power was not great. Affairs concerning the core bills of the Empire were still ultimately left to the Royal Family. The third force was actually an offshoot of the Royal Family; an organization called the First Fleet. The supreme commander of this organization was the First Marshal of the Empire, and those under him could only be given the rank of general as there could be no second marshal. This position had always been held by the person amongst the Royal Family who had the strongest fighting power, and could only be occupied by Princes from the Royal Family.
The First Fleet was a force that operated outside of the Empire. Like the Military Headquarters, it held one-third of the Empire’s military power, but the one-third that it had held more weight as First Fleet was composed of all the elite battle forces that had been personally trained and led by the Marshal. They represented the first-line warriors in all aspects of warfare, willing to fight for the Empire with their lives, and that was precisely the reason why this force had not fallen over the years. They were the Empire’s trump card; if they toppled, the Empire would also be done for.
Regardless of how much the forces of the Empire fought internally, within the Empire, the First Fleet had immunity by default.
With a background like this, people in the First Fleet came from all walks of life. The protagonist gong was one such person. Having the First Fleet in his resume was an important factor towards him becoming one of the three great Generals of the Empire in the future.
The present Marshal of the Empire was the uncle of the current Emperor of the Empire. Prince Yin Jia had lived twice as long as Xue Ling’s current body.
He was the former Emperor’s youngest brother, having taken over the position of First Marshal when he was 20 years old. It had been sixteen years since then, and nobody else from the Royal Family had managed to defeat him yet. But regardless of whether it was the former Emperor or the current one, they both felt extreme trust towards this younger brother or uncle of theirs. If there was anyone in the Empire who could be labelled as being below one person but above all others, then it would definitely be this Marshal and nobody else.
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Xue Ling now understood what the nurturer woman had meant when she said ‘we have powerful backers’. For them to be able to make the First Marshal of the Empire willing to adopt him, the person behind them was most likely the Empress.
In fact, if one were truly to trace everything back, Xue Ling and this Marshal really had a tenuous relationship. Back then, his mother had been promoted by the Marshal, and before resigning and returning home, she had been one of the Marshal’s exclusive Sculptors and had been in contact with the Marshal. According to the system, it seemed that his mother and the Marshal shared some secrets between them that could not be told to others. The pendant that his mother had left behind had also been given to her by the Marshal during that time…
Xue Ling: “Tsk, tsk. The Marshal has been single for so many years. Could it be that he really had a crush on my mother?”
System: “… How would I know? I was just trying my best to help you find some information. I hope these things can help you maintain your position in the Marshal’s Palace. You have to realize that you’re not only entering the Marshal’s Palace, you’re entering a Royal Prince’s Palace. You’re just like a sparrow that turned into a phoenix~”
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Xue Ling ignored the words that could be understood as either praise or ridicule. He thought for a moment, then said, “No matter what kind of Palace it is, I will be free in two years, right?”
“Yes, but you only have three years to consider things. If you can’t find him during that time, you’ll be forced to marry someone~” The system tilted its head and thought out loud, “If you were really forced into marriage, would that person rush out to steal you away and elope?”
“I don’t even know who he is in this world, and he won’t fall in love with me at first sight. More importantly, you’re a trashy system that can’t recognize him at all.”
“I can’t help it…” The system felt very wronged. It was just a pitiful little thing, why did it have to be treated like this? “After fusing with a little bit of your strength, his aura changed and I now have no way to sense him since I’m no longer afraid of his aura. It would be fantastic if I could help…”
Xue Ling: “…” It really was a garbage system. How was he supposed to use it?
System: “…” QAQ
On a beautiful, sunny morning, the Marshal’s people came to the hospital to pick up Xue Ling. The wound on Xue Ling’s head was completely healed, but his body was still weak, and the remnants of the forbidden drugs that destroyed his spiritual power had been detected in his body, so he had remained in the hospital for this period of time. Even after he went to the Marshal’s Palace, he would have to cooperate with the treatment they proscribed in the future.
When the doctor examined Xue Ling, they found that in addition to the wounds from the recent fight, there were also some other miscellaneous small wounds that the system had added at Xue Ling’s request. With wounds like those, the two adults in Hao family would be unable to escape the blame. Xue Ling was a minor but had encountered such a terrible thing; many nurses sympathized deeply with him, and adding on the fact that he was attractive, he had been fed quite a lot. The original owner of this body had been afraid that others would put bad things in his food and as a result, he ate very little. His entire body looked bony, but during this period he gained a little bit of flesh, and both the nurses and doctors all expressed relief.
Hearing that Xue Ling was leaving the hospital, many of the people who had cared for him during this period crowded over to say goodbye, but were all blocked at the door.
Those people were all dressed in neat uniforms, their expressions solemn and displaying excellent discipline as they blocked the way one by one, preventing them from going through.
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Xue Ling had already packed up his things. When he heard the knock on the door, he called out permission and was greeted by a man in a military uniform as he stepped in.
Judging from the medals and badges on his chest, Xue Ling could tell that this man was currently a Major, which was in line with the plot’s description of the protagonist gong’s situation. Xue Ling looked over the beastman in front of him, blinked, and then showed a shy smile.
His man had been the protagonist before, and he now had to cast his net wide in order to catch the fish he wanted. In short, as long as it was a man, he would first start building up some goodwill. As a protagonist gong, the likelihood of this person being that man was pretty high.
“Hello, Young Master Helan, Major Mo Xi of the First Fleet to escort you to the Marshal’s Palace at the Marshal’s command!” He gave Xue Ling a very standard military salute. He stood upright, his pair powerful, long legs set off by the military uniform, and it could be seen from a glance at his face that he was definitely an extraordinarily beautiful beastman.